The Soul Master System? Not Even a Dog Would Learn It

He hadn't expected beating someone up to feel so good. The sensation of every punch landing squarely on flesh was wonderful.

Uncle Dong: Do you have any manners?

"Time to start today's medicinal bath."

After returning to his single dorm room, Chen Mo took a packet of prepared medicinal herbs from his spatial backpack and heated some water to make the medicinal solution.

Since he needed to board at the academy, Chen Mo had prepared several months' worth of herbs in advance, divided them into small packets himself, and brought them with him.

Chen Mo had prepared the solution several times already and knew the process well.

He had also asked his parents to help him gather various herbs, which he would pick up when he went home each month.

"Phew~ Once a day is a bit of a luxury!"

As far as Chen Mo knew, even people in the Life Nourishing Realm on the Blood Refinement Continent couldn't enjoy a medicinal bath every day. Generally, they took one every three to five days. Of course, no matter how infrequently they took them, they couldn't go more than five days between baths, or the effects would be greatly diminished. Once a day was best, of course, but that consumed a great deal of resources.

Instead of letting one person bathe once a day, they could let three people bathe once every three days, or five people once every five days. Wouldn't that allow them to nurture more talent?

It was only because the Douluo Continent was rich in resources that Chen Mo didn't lack them.

Chen Mo's life settled into a regular routine: reading, training his body, and "educating" the brat.

Soon, a month had passed.

It was time for Chen Mo to go home and see his parents, and pick up the herbs they had helped him gather.

Before going home, though, he needed to have a good talk with Uncle Dong, lest he say everything he should and shouldn't.

Of course, if her parents really did come to make trouble, Chen Mo wasn't afraid. He just hated the hassle.

"Do you understand everything I told you?"

Lin Yaodong said seriously, "I understand, Boss. I've been working hard on my cultivation and learning all kinds of things with you these past few days. I haven't caused any trouble."

"Mm, good. Go home."

Lin Yaodong replied happily, "Okay, Boss, I'm going home."

What Chen Mo hadn't expected was that Father and Mother Lin would find out what Chen Mo had done to Lin Yaodong that very day.

The main reason was that Chen Mo's recent education had been too successful. After Lin Yaodong returned home, he was simply too polite. Before, he had gone around calling himself Uncle Dong every day.

Now he didn't mention Uncle Dong at all, and he even addressed his parents respectfully. Lin Yaodong's parents were dumbfounded. Was this still their son?

At first, Lin Yaodong tried to hide the truth, but Father Lin coaxed the whole story out of him in no time.

Father Lin: "Good grief, I've beaten you plenty myself, so why didn't I ever see you behave?"

Uncle Dong: That's different. You know when to hold back. It hurts, but it won't kill me. Boss is different. He really beats me like he's trying to kill me.

Good grief, so being a good person meant you deserved to have a gun pointed at you, huh?

That same day, Uncle Dong's parents brought him to visit Chen Mo's home.

They brought plenty of gifts, too.

Seeing Uncle Dong bring his whole family to visit, Chen Mo was bewildered. He had known the kid would go under sooner or later, but wasn't this a little too fast?

You've only been out of my sight for a few hours!

Looks like my love for you still isn't deep enough!

Uncle Dong: Don't come any closer!

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When it was time to leave, Father and Mother Lin departed smiling, asking Chen Mo to keep educating their brat in the future, as long as he didn't beat him to death or cripple him.

Lin Yaodong trembled!

Uncle Dong left in a daze. A six-year-old child might not know better, but he wasn't stupid. Uncle Dong would spend the rest of his life in Chen Mo's shadow.

Watching Lin Yaodong and his family leave, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The landmine he had buried was finally defused.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The holiday ended, and Chen Mo and Lin Yaodong resumed their monotonous yet fulfilling lives.

At that moment, Lin Yaodong stood carefully before Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at Lin Yaodong and said gently, "Kneel."

Lin Yaodong started, then immediately dropped to his knees, head lowered, not daring to move.

Chen Mo continued in an even tone, "Uncle and Auntie Lin said you haven't changed much. I'm very happy to hear it. It shows you haven't forgotten what I taught you. I won't punish you this time. Just stay on your knees for now."

Hearing that Boss Chen Mo didn't intend to punish him, Lin Yaodong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wouldn't have to take a beating.

Even so, his kneeling posture grew more and more proper. He held his back ramrod straight, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

These were lessons paid for in blood!

Lin Yaodong had lost count of how many beatings he had taken for kneeling improperly.

Chen Mo didn't make him kneel for long, though.

After preparing two tubs of medicinal solution, Chen Mo told him to get up. One tub was for Chen Mo, the other for Lin Yaodong.

Of course, the one he had prepared for Lin Yaodong was a weaker version, with a few special ingredients added. It was guaranteed to make him feel amazing.

When Heaven was about to entrust a great task to a person!

Chen Mo wasn't one to hold grudges. When someone wronged him, he generally paid them back on the spot.

Uncle Dong, you didn't see this coming, did you? I've been waiting for you right here.

Chen Mo pointed to a bathtub and said to Lin Yaodong, "Dongzi, take all your clothes off and get in for a soak."

Lin Yaodong didn't dare disobey Chen Mo. He quickly stripped and jumped straight in.

Chen Mo was delighted. Good grief, you really are brave!

Sure enough, the next moment, Lin Yaodong sprang out just as fast as he had jumped in.

Although Chen Mo was bursting with delight inside, he kept a solemn expression on his face.

Chen Mo said slowly, "I prepared all of that for you myself. Don't waste it."

Although his voice was slow and gentle, Lin Yaodong could see how firm Chen Mo was. If he didn't get in, he'd be beaten.

Lin Yaodong looked aggrieved and helpless. He wanted to cry but didn't dare.

Looking at Lin Yaodong's helpless, aggrieved expression, why did Chen Mo feel nothing but joy and delight? The boy was so pitiful.

Is this what it feels like to bully a human cub?

It's wonderful.

With no other choice, Lin Yaodong gritted his teeth and submerged his whole body in the tub. Compared with this little bit of pain, Chen Mo was undoubtedly far more frightening to him.

While Lin Yaodong could only secretly squeeze out tears in his tub, Chen Mo was much more comfortable. Nothing extra had been added to his medicinal bath, and it felt amazing.

This bath brought him several kinds of pleasure. The first came from his body, the second from bullying someone, and the third from comparing himself with the suffering Lin Yaodong.

Oh, Chen Mo, Chen Mo, how can you be so wicked?

But bullying someone really is so much fun!

I just can't help myself.

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After soaking long enough, Chen Mo got up and began his daily practice. He couldn't skip a single day of the Seven Forms of the Martial God.

A journey of a thousand miles was made up of small steps.

Having been given a second life, Chen Mo understood this better than anyone.

As for Lin Yaodong, he had fallen asleep long ago.

Chen Mo did enjoy the thrill of bullying human cubs, but he would never actually harm him.

This medicinal bath formula came from the Blood Refinement World. Even though it was a simplified version, its effects were enough to rival those of the finest medicinal baths on the Douluo Continent.

A medicinal bath of this caliber was something only direct disciples of top-tier factions could even dream of. In fact, Lin Yaodong had struck it rich.

The main issue was that the Douluo Continent had failed to develop in every respect.

In fact, the formulas Chen Mo possessed were all ordinary, low-grade formulas in the Blood Refinement World, but on the Douluo Continent, they were top-tier.

Granted, the Blood Refinement World had been developing for hundreds of millions of years. Every aspect of the Blood Refiner System had become exceptionally refined, with no particular shortcomings, and its various medicinal bath formulas for body training had been improved and refined countless times.

They had also been tested by countless Blood Refiners over tens of thousands of years. The fittest survived, and the inadequate formulas had long since been weeded out.

Even so, that couldn't conceal how trashy the Soul Master System was.

It had been developing for tens of thousands of years, yet it was still the same as ever.

That's it?

No wonder it was clearly a seventh-tier world, yet its strongest expert had only fifth-tier combat power.

On closer thought, aside from how easy it was to advance, did the Soul Master System have any advantages?

None.

Strictly speaking, power came too easily, and that was the main reason the Douluo Continent had failed to make any progress for tens of thousands of years.

Just think of other worlds. How much suffering did people have to endure to cultivate a martial technique or an ability?

They trained through the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter, and even then, they might not achieve anything.

But on the Douluo Continent?

Good grief, did Soul Skills even need to be cultivated?

Couldn't you just kill a Soul Beast and get one? Was that so hard?

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As a result, the Douluo Continent could hardly produce any decent experts. Even gods could be shot dead by hidden weapons.

It was absurdity's mother opening the door for absurdity-it had reached the height of absurdity.

Tang Chen, the Clear Sky Sect's ancestor, had merely developed three skills based on the characteristics of his own Martial Soul that were highly suited to the Clear Sky Hammer: the Great Sumeru Hammer, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, and Ring Detonation.

As a result, Tang Chen had directly suppressed an entire era.

And the Clear Sky Hammer was only a top-tier Martial Soul.

Chen Mo had learned from the system that the Douluo Continent's Martial Soul grades were low, intermediate, high, top-tier, and super.

The gap between top-tier and super Martial Souls was actually enormous, even greater than the gap between top-tier and low-grade Martial Souls.

For example, the Seven Kill Sword was a super Tool Martial Soul that came with the Seven Kill Domain.

The Angel Martial Soul was a super Body Martial Soul that came with the Angel Domain.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was a quasi-super Beast Martial Soul. With each Soul Ring added, one part of the body could undergo Dragon Transformation. Upon reaching the Soul Saint level, its user could also obtain a domain.

As for divine Martial Souls, those were special. They could only be attained through a god's blessing.

For example, the Qian Family's Angel Martial Soul was a super Martial Soul of the highest grade, and it could become a divine Martial Soul after receiving a god's blessing.

Qian Daoliu possessed a super Martial Soul, yet he lost to Tang Chen, who had a top-tier Martial Soul.

The Seven Kill Sword was clearly a super Martial Soul, yet it ranked below the top-tier Clear Sky Hammer.

All because Tang Chen had created a few Soul Skills suited to himself.

Absurdity had broken out in sores-it was absurd to death.

Something like this could only happen on the Douluo Continent.

In another world, if someone couldn't create a few martial techniques or abilities based on their own characteristics, who the hell would have the nerve to call themselves a genius?

Chen Mo declared once again: "The Soul Master System? Not even a dog would learn it."